This one is better! I promise!
Disclaimer!:
Logan: She doesn't own us thank God...
Me: I'm sorry Logie! I wuv you!
Kendall: Leave Logan alone, you're mean!
Jeremy: No she isn't!
Me: Fall in a ditch Jeremy! I'm mad at you!
Jeremy: You wrote it!
Me:... ONTO THE STORY!
Kendall's POV:
'It's 3:30 A.M. and Logan still isn't home. Where is he?' I think to myself as I pace our shared bedroom.
Logan's POV:
When I finally woke up it was 3:30 in the morning. I took in my surroundings not remembering what had happened not that many hours ago.
'Oh God. Why did this happen to me?' I think to myself as I curl into myself and start crying again. 'Why did I have to get raped? What did I ever do?'
After crying for 5 minutes I realize I should get out of here before Jeremy comes back. When I think of his name I want to cry even more remembering what he did to me.
'Wait, how am I supposed to get home? I have no clue where I am. I can't ask the guy at the front desk because... because of the way he looked at me. And I don't want to talk to anyone. I guess I could call one of my friends... Wait! What if they don't want to be my friends since I'm dirty?' I think to myself as I move a little.
As I move my butt kills and I gasp from the pain as I start to cry all over again.
'I can't stay here forever. Jeremy may come back or someone else will come in.' I think as I slowly stand up trying to ignore the horrible pain in my back side.
As I slowly limp toward my clothes I notice dried cum and blood on my legs. Trying to control my sobs I slowly make my way towards the bathroom to take a bath and get rid of the blood and cum.
'Hopefully, I won't feel dirty.' I think turning the hotwater on.
When the water is burning I plug the tub and slowly place myself in it. I grab the soap and scrub myself the best I can, trying to make myself feel clean. When the water starts to become to cold to handle I pull the plug and watch the slightly pink bath water go down the drain. When all the water is down I stand up slowly and grab a towel patting myself dry.
I slowly put on my clothes from yesterday, wincing when I put my boxers and pants on. When those are on I sit down slowly and put my shirt on, then I pull my socks on and finally my shoes. When I'm dressed I stand up slowly staggering from the pain and look in the mirror. Walking closer I see I have a black eye from when Jeremy punched me, and my face was still slightly red from where he hit me.
'I hope no one is awake. I don't wanna talk to anyone. I just wanna go home, go to bed, and forget I was ever raped...' I think to myself as I brace myself for leaving the room.
When I finally gather enough courage I open the door and slowly make my way to the entrance. I notice that alot of the same people are here from when I first got here. Though, a lot of them were passed out with alcoholic beverages in there hands, and some were naked.
'I should've said no more firmly. As soon as we started walking down town I should've told him to take me home.' I think to myself as I look down and try to walk as fast as I can out of this place.
"Hey you!" The same guy that was at the counter before says to me.
"Y-yeah?" I ask nervously as I try to back my way out of the hotel.
"Did you have a good time?" He asks me with a creepy smile.
I don't want to answer so I turn around and try to leave the hotel, if you can even call this run down place a hotel, as quickly as possible. Suddenly I'm being pushed into a wall and someone is on top of me trying to shove their tongue down my throat. I open my eyes and see it's the creepy guy from the front desk.
All of a sudden he is being pulled off of me and I look up and see Kendall punching him.
'How the hell did Kendall find me...' Is my last conscience thought.
Kendall's POV:
After 5 minutes I decided I couldn't handle not knowing where Logan was. I slowly slipped on a pair of shoes and a sweatshirt before leaving the apartment quietly. As I press the button and wait for the elevator come up I bounce nervously on my feet. When the elevator dings and the doors open Jeremy comes stumbling out clearly drunk.
I grab his arm and shove him against the wall asking, "Where the hell is Logan?"
He looks at me and smirks before finally answering. "Down at the hotel I left him in. And let me tell you, he was a good fuck."
"Where the hell was that?" I ask seeing red as I start to get pissed.
"256 Lawton, Ave. in downtown L.A. (1)" He finally chokes out when I push pressure on his neck.
"Stay the fuck away from Logan." I say punching him and breaking his nose. I leave him there as I enter the elevator bleeding.
When the elevator reaches the bottom floor I run out and start making my to the address Jeremy told me.
'God I hope Logan is okay.' I think as I start to run towards the hotel.
After 5 minutes I finally reach the hotel. When I enter I look around and see some old guy trying to make out with Logan and Logan trying to push him off. I rush towards them and pull the guy off of him. I throw him to the ground and start punching him. When I hear a thud I look up and see that Logan has fainted. I punch the guy one more time before standing up, walking over to Logan and slowly picking him up.
When I look at him I see he has a black eye and a red hand print on his face.
'I'm gonna fucking kill him.' I think as I leave the disgusting excuse for a hotel and slowly make my way back to the Palm Woods.
'God, how could I let this happen to Logie? I'm supposed to protect him! I wasn't there when he needed me...' I think as I continue to make my to the Palm Woods.
When I get there I walk to the Big Time Rush mobile, get the keys out and slowly put Logan in the passenger seat buckling him. I quickly make my way to the drivers side, open the door, start the car and quickly make my way to the hospital. I manage to make it there in 5 minutes, which is a new record considering how many times we've had to bring Carlos. I quickly turn the car off and make my way to the passenger's side. I slowly take him out, cradling him in my arms before rushing to the ER.
"I need help! My friend is hurt!" I say to the lady at the front desk as I hug Logan closer to me.
"Okay sir. I just need you to fill this paperwork out and put him in a wheel chair. A doctor will be out to see you soon." The lady says before turning back to her work.
Knowing it would do no good to complain I put Logan in a wheel chair and push him over to the chairs before taking a seat and filling the paperwork out as soon as possible. Looking at the clock I see it is 6:30 A.M. and my mom would be waking up soon.
'Shit, I should call her and let her know where I am.' I think as I take my phone out and calling her number.
"Hello?" My mom answers sleepily.
"Hey Mom. Could you come to the hospital? I brought Logan here." I say quickly and quietly.
"What happended to Logan? Is he alright? Why aren't you two in bed?" She asks quickly.
I hear her moving through the phone and say, "I promise to tell you when you get here. Just come quickly."
"I will. I love you honey." She says before hanging up.
"Logan Mitchell?" A doctor asks looking around.
"This is him." I say pointing to Logan.
"Okay. My name is Dr. Wilson. I'm going to take him to a room to check him out now. I'll come get you when I'm done." He says before taking the wheel chair and taking Logan in a room.
'God I hope he is okay...'
A/N So how was it? Yes? No? Penguin?
1. I randomly chose some numbers and stuff. That's not a real address :)
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